The tension in Harrison’s penthouse was palpable as Amelia and Harrison stood facing each other, the weight of their shared past pressing down on them. The room felt smaller, the air charged with the electricity of emotions left unspoken for too long. Amelia’s heart was pounding, a mixture of anger, fear, and something else—something she wasn’t ready to admit.
“Working together is our only option,” Harrison said, his voice measured, though Amelia could see the tightness in his jaw, the way his fists clenched at his sides. “Drakov won’t give us a second chance. We have to find out what he’s planning, and we have to stop him before it’s too late.”
Amelia nodded, her mind racing. “Agreed. But you need to be honest with me, Harrison. No more secrets. If we’re going to do this, we need to tru
